Where are we going, Part II

The sound of traffic

whirs by me

in this middle of nowhere.

Everyone seems to be headed somewhere

to some destination,

but what about me?

Am I headed anywhere?

Families,

dinners,

soccer games and

other mundane things play out

Against the backdrop of the chaos

and brokenness of this world.

I read in the NYT this week

that "President Biden

authorized the bombing of

Syria and its Iran-backed forces."

Nuclear threats,

an epidemic raging across the land,

epidemiological crises,

inequities,

a black and white America,

trench warfare for women,

gender-based violence --

apocalyptic threats bound in today's news' headlines.

So where are we headed from here?

Where am I going from here

in this new world

where tomorrow seems like an ephemeral reality,

a hit or miss? --

a random series of events dictated by the arbitrary roll of the dice,

punctuated by iridescent joys

but also marked by deep valleys, unimaginable and fury -ridden and fluorescent,

the color of amber.

My Love, take me home.